Memoirmonth Stories

This is for my Dad who died on Nov. 18, 2013 I love you Daddy :'( <3

The Adventure of Byron and Jacobis -- Kendall Daddo and his children invite you to join them as they drive down the highway on a short road trip to spend the afternoon with Grandpa. During the drive, Kendall, as usual, seizes the opportunity to pass the time by telling the children a story. Join them as they break through the confines of minivan space and enter the world of an adventurous boy, named Byron, and an interesting little man, named Jacobis, whom Byron met one day while enjoying the company of one of his dearest friends, Old Oaken, a magnificent mature oak tree that is neatly tucked away at the edge of a clearing in the middle of the woods that grow just a short bike ride outside of Byron's town.

This happened to me: true-story dedicated to memoirmonth. a close brush with death at 14-years-old.

You'd think seeing a dog getting the shit knocked out of it on my first evening out as a teenager would give me pause. Nope. It marked what would eventually happen to me, as tried to escape my dysfunctional family, but managed to mess my life up with drugs, females, and alcohol.

Kira writes many letters to J., an estranged childhood friend, in her diary. "Is this the beginning of the end, or the end of the beginning?"

The story of my life in one place. Caution I'm a depressed fangirl.

Social Anxiety Disorder (SAD) is often referred to as the 'illness of lost opportunities'. It's also a widely misunderstood condition that makes individuals fade away like extinguished stars. Read to follow my story. Note: Names of people and places have been changed to protect the identity of those involved.

Ross Macdonald--the pen name of Kenneth Millar--is widely considered one of the greatest crime novelists of all time. His Lew Archer series, which ran for nearly thirty years from the 1950s into the 1980s, broke new ground and influenced many of today's best mystery writers. In 1980, I went to California, wanting to meet Macdonald (and secretly hoping he would take me under his wing). Things did not quite work out that way, as you'll read in this memoir, written three years later when he died of Alzheimer's disease.

A young girl moves from northern BC to Vancouver in 1968 so her mom can go to Simon Fraser University. The adults are telling her it's an adventure, but for her it's an upheaval from stability to chaos featuring missing dad, women's lib, draft dodgers, and weirdos living in her house. The only constant is her annoying older brother, and how sad is that?

The story of my life and how it's like being an unattractive woman

'Why did you leave me? Why did you get messed up with all of those drugs? Why did you kill my brother and sister? Didn't you love us enough?' Nikkia Roberson has been asking these questions for most of her life. But how else do you cope when your mentally ill mother has killed your little brother and sister by scalding them with boiling water? This is a harrowing true story of how one little girl endured the most tragic of childhoods. But it's also the ultimate tale of forgiveness. Follow Nikkia on her heartbreaking journey, as she attempts to find answers and rekindle a relationship with her mother behind the gates of a secure psychiatric hospital. Deeply moving, Mummy is a Killer proves that love really is the strongest emotion of all.

This is a short story from the perspective of a young girl. It tells of the last day and moment that she saw her best friend. Read on to find out what happened to this young girl and her best friend.

❝Devlin was Alice's home. As long as he was around, she would never feel homeless❞ A chocolate emergency, where Alice had fainted from low sugar, had first brought Devlin into her life. When Alice's family gives up on her, Devlin lets her stay at his apartment. She never thought she would have to repay him by giving up her heart. highest rating so far #18 on short-story. cover by @glyphs

This is my 'May is Memoir Month' submission. Hope you like it! It is rather embarrassing moment I had a few years ago that is still embedded in my mind. @-@

Growing up in the Philippines can be described in a curious mixture of two contrasting words: Boring and Extraordinary. As most humans do, I tried to find sense in my existence, that ultimate question that people sought for an answer their whole lives: Why on earth am I here for?” Childhood. State or time if being a child